Chapter 6

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„ Y/N " he said calmly.
„ Wake up " he kisses me on the forehead.
„ What's wrong?" I'm asking in a sleepy voice.
„ We have to tidy up " he says slightly annoyed.
„ Not now" I'm saying
„ Yes now. We are moving today"
„ Let me sleeeeppppp"
He takes my blanket with him and turns the music up.
„ I hate you" I'm mumbling.
It's boring to pack our things but after 3 hours we're finished.
„You got everything?" He asks
„Yes"
„ Let's go to the car."
It is a 30 minute ride to our new house. We're listening to some music and I'm writing a new song.
As we get there I'm impressed. I've never seen it before. It is amazing.
„ Let's go inside"
„ Yessssss"
From the inside it's even bigger. A lot of rooms and a pool! I'm feeling home.
I can already imagine what it'll look like if all the furniture is on its place.
„ You've made a good choice, Jim. I love it"
„ I know darling. I love it too"
We look in each other's eyes. Then ha says: „I'll catch you!!"
We're running through the whole hose, we're laughing and screaming. I push him into the pool but he grabs my arm and pulls me into it.
„JIM!!!" I'm laughing and splashing water on him. We just enjoy being in the pool when it starts to rain.
„ Let's go inside" he says.
We're grabbing some towels, sit on a mattress and talk.
„ When will the furniture be here?"
„ I don't know. Probably at the end of the week."
I can't wait to live here. It's going to be amazing.
„ Wait I'll go get something to drink for us." he says.
He goes to his bag. As he pulls the bottle out, a small bag lands on the floor. I take it and can't believe my eyes.
Jim looks at me.
„ No, No, No this can't be true."
I stand up.
„ REALLY JIM?! DRUGS?!"
He says nothing.
„ SINCE WHEN?"
„ What?"
„ SINCE WHEN ARE YOU TAKING DRUGS AGAIN? I THOUGHT YOU WERE OVER IT!"
„ Calm down" he says annoyed.
„ I can't believe it." I'm speechless.
„ How do you think I get trough all of this without being depressed or anxious?"
I start crying
„ Who knows about it? Since when are you taking drugs again?"
„ Everybody knows about it. I never stopped taking them."
„ YOU WHAT? Why does this always happen to me?"
„ ITS ALWAYS ABOUT YOU. YOU NEVER ASK HOW I FEEL."
„ WOW. NOW ITS MY  FAULT?!"
I'm leaving.
„ Where do you think you're going?" he asks angry.
„ AWAY FROM YOU !" I'm screaming and slam the door.
I'm desperate. What did I do wrong? He needs help. And so do I

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